The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-09-02
Ne WORE FLANNEL SHIRT.
what a New York Man Experiences
bv Not Dressing as Others Do.

wb,t n New York Man Experience"
by Not Dressing hs Others Do
A correspondent of TIE NeW loT"
SIN writes: | was advised to wear
flannel shirts instead Of white ones THIS
summer / was promised the moral
support of a number of fine fellows At,
lists. and what are called 'Iiterateur''
Tbev in turn said they had the moral
supDort of certain wealthy persons VINO
we're going to set the fashion. Inc
first flannel shirt l put on happened 10
be donned in the prairie land beyond
Winnepcc in a sleeping-car. Proudly
wearing il | went out OF the back plat
form. and was saiuled by III ex-Br!t'sA
naval officer W tn a TRADE about the
ability and willingness of his people TO
trounce the Yankees , whom he
called "a parcel of boodIrrs. yer knaw'
if thew should ever attempt to
Canada. Outraged and indignant. l
gave that bluStcrer Il headful OF rapid
T. arranged thoughts about the land ne
hailed from, anu Win sum """t
he exclaimed: God bless me! Are
YOU an American? Why, | thought
from your shirt and your build that you
were a Yorkshireman or | never would
have wounded YOU in that wny."
A day or two passed and l heard
from nv shirt again. There was a
particularly Objectionable drummer on
the train who appeared to be 'averag-
inc" his expenses after a little disSipa-
ton by coming into the sleeper at night
and sitting in the smoker the rest OF
the time. One morning while leaving
the dining-car to make the journey
back to the sleeper, l passed him rs he
sat in the smoker. Now, l. had harbor-
ed a theory that it mattered little what
a man might wear so long as his face
and suggested that he was in
t~elligent and dignitied. This was what
induced me TO wear the flannel shirt.
On this morning in the smoker the
drummer failed to catch my eye, so he
,'sissed'' at me and called out: Il say,
old sport, how did you like your break
fast?" l never had been called old
sport or anything approaching it be-
fore.
Back here in New York the other
day | heard an uncommon uprOar on
Broadway. The fannel-shirt expert
ment had not been abandoned. Some
man was calling someone else vociter-
ously and with almost insane violence,
small boys were helping him by Shrek
ing and whistling with their fingers
in their momouths, and the commotion
was so great that were it not for the
unalterable rule of the true New York
er to mind his business | should have
looked around to see what it vas all
about. Alas! l was soon to find out.
| was the object of all the row. A nan
to whom I had been civil in a restaur-
ant a year ago, and who then was as
respectful as persons l have to do with
generally are, had discovered me and
the shirt in intimate conjunction, and
was acting accordingly-startling
Broadway with his efforts to salute me.
We'll" said he, with a blasphemous
exclamation, you must be getting
deaf.
Yesterday / had occasion to walk
down Nassu street. Suddenly / felt a
singing blow on a certain part of my
back. Startled as l have not been for
years, turned and found / had been
p~layfully assailed by another slight ac-
quaintance, who, upon my looking
around to see who had hit me, gave me
a jauntY sweep OF his hand through the
air by way Of a salute and went his
way. Istill believe there is something
in the fosce of mans bearing. and that
a long example of dignifed and decent
behavior can not be lost in a moment,
even in a flannel shirt. The facts are
somewhat against this position. but it
should be known that none of
these persons who committed these
outrages knew me, and two Of them
took advantage of, or were misled by,
my back. | shall give the flannel shirts
a longer trial.